Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

Chapter 303: Jiuyuntai!

After a long time, Han Feng seemed to be ready. He looked back and looked at the old butcher of own with a strange look, but he didn’t care, and said indifferently, “This is also part of his strength.”

“Let’s fight with dumb, old poison and them less, every good thing.”

The old butcher said angrily, looking at Han Feng’s preparation, feeling helpless.

What a good boy, how could he be taken badly?

“Master Butcher, that senior named Kong Zhongli, what kind of treasure is the ruler in his hand?”

At this moment, Han Feng recalled the ruler that Kong Zhongli held in his hand, and couldn’t help but ask curiously, a pair of star pupils contained strange light.

“That is a Dao Item, named Confucianism Ruler, it is a treasure of the Confucian family!”

The old butcher explained what Han Feng said.

“Oh oh… Dao Item, it’s a good thing, you have to get it if you have a chance.” Han Feng heard the sound, his eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help being alone, muttering to himself.

Upon seeing this, the old butcher’s face turned dark. This guy, he thought he was damaged by the old poison, but now it seems… his heart is very dark!

“Set off!”

The old butcher said angrily, leading Han Feng, and walked in the direction of the Kyushu Golden Palace.

Before long, the Sacred Land of the Kyushu Dynasty, the status of the imperial palace, is the supreme martial arts Sacred Land among the younger generation.

Among them, the bachelors who have recruited talents from all over the world, without exception, are in the imperial court of the Kyushu imperial court, taking up high positions, and each of them is an existence with extraordinary strength!

At this moment, Han Feng looked from a distance, it was a stretch of uninterrupted peaks with verdant trees, like a boundless turquoise lake, with rippling blue waves and vast expanse.

In the distance, you can vaguely see the high mountains, covered in silver, and beautiful.

Just among these lofty mountains, there is a golden peak. Han Feng’s eyesight is very far, and after a closer look, he realizes that it is not a golden mountain, but a magnificent palace.

There are too many of these palaces, and the stacking combination actually wraps the entire mountain tightly, so it looks like a golden mountain made of gold.

Gold, no matter where it is, is a shining and precious thing. Even if it is not in the secular world, it is extremely luxurious to build a palace with pure gold.

Han Feng and the old butcher gathered Spirit Power at their feet, moving like the wind, and walked towards the direction of the Kyushu Golden Palace.

It wasn’t until the two of them really came to the foot of this golden mountain that they realized the boundless vastness.

“The book has its own house of gold, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu.”

Han Feng stood at the foot of Jinshan, looking away from the sky, Qionglou Yuyu, and the students coming and going, it was the scholarly and Wuqi, Qiyu Bufan.

“Um?”

Hearing Han Feng’s words, the old butcher looked back in surprise and said in secret: “I actually looked down on this stinky boy…”

Just two sentences are enough to overshadow the meaning of this Kyushu Golden Palace.

The golden career, such as the beauty of jade, is all for students!

“rustle!”

At this moment, a man in a long robe walked towards the two from the front. He was thin and tall, with a refined manner, showing great righteousness, and he was really a Confucian.

“The Emperor Wen!”

The Confucian walked up to the old butcher and bowed in courtesy.

“Yeah!” The old butcher nodded, his body fluctuated, and his clothes began to change, turning into a slender robe, Confucianism and Italian.

“The Palace Master has been waiting for a long time, please come with me.”

The Confucian glanced at Han Feng behind the old butcher, then looked at the old butcher, and said gently, with a clear voice.

After the words are finished, behind the Confucian, countless heaven and earth Spiritual Qi converge, and then condensed into a five-color cloud, like a cloud platform.

The Confucian first set foot on the cloud platform, and then stretched out his hand to signal the old butcher and Han Feng to come up.

Han Feng followed the old butcher on the platform and stepped on it with one foot. There was a soft feeling, like stepping on cotton.

“The Golden Palace has no ground entrance. You can only enter the real Golden Palace by riding on Jiuyuntai.”

The old butcher looked at Han Feng behind him, and said with a smile: “It’s been a long, long time, I haven’t been here.”

“Jiuyuntai?”

Han Feng looked down at this cloud-like cloud-like cloud platform, unable to see the mystery of rune, or the texture of the artifacts, as if it were illusory.

It’s amazing!

“You must take Jiuyuntai? Can’t you fly up?” Han Feng was puzzled.

Hearing Han Feng’s words, the Confucian in front of him immediately looked back and looked at the teenager who was only over ten years old. He laughed and said, “Fly over? Try the air here and see if you can fly? The air here. , It’s a dead thing!”

“Air is dead?” Han Feng was taken aback, and he subconsciously waved his arm, only to realize that he could sweep the air away like a solid, and then the original space was directly vacuumed. There was no air flow back, Spiritual Qi flow back!

As if the air and Spiritual Qi were both resisted by an inexplicable force, they couldn’t tolerate the slightest flow.

It is precisely because of the ascending of Jiuyuntai that the people on the stage move with it, and they can’t feel the strange air around them when they breathe.

But if the Jiuyuntai is stopped and people suck the air from under their noses, after a long time, they can be…suffocated to death!

Not to mention the use of the technique of Yukong, Tianwu Practitioner, being able to Yukong is not only relying on the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, but also by leveraging the air!

“so amazing!”

Han Feng couldn’t help but exclaimed, looking at the empty air around him, a little startled.

“The position of the Kyushu Golden Palace is superb, among which there are not a few strong ones. With these wonderful methods, it is naturally not a problem.”

The old butcher standing next to Han Feng explained: “The students in the Kyushu Golden Palace, like the disciples of Daze Wufu, are divided into three to six or nine grades. They are all named after the bachelor…”

After hearing the words of the old butcher, Han Feng gradually understood the hierarchy of this Kyushu Golden Palace.

The disciples here are called bachelor’s, from below to the highest, they are divided into elementary school bachelor, middle school bachelor, university bachelor, and grand bachelor’s degree.

It is equivalent to the Outer Sect disciple, inner disciple, true disciple and son of Osawa Takeshi!

But the difference is that Kyushu Golden Palace is divided into civil and martial arts, so it is divided into minor scholars, minor martial arts, great martial arts, and major arts…

“The goal of your trip is those scholars, to defeat them, and take the name of Wu Shaohuang.” The old butcher said.

At this point, the Confucian in front of him trembled at the corner of his eyes and looked at Han Feng again, shocked in his heart.

This boy turned out to be in the name of “Wu Shaohuang”!

“Emperor Wen, the foundation of Confucianism, humility too! Have you forgotten it?”

The Confucian said to the old butcher.

“It’s really humble. I only want him to take the position of the young emperor of martial arts.

The old butcher chuckled and said, “I’m already very humble.”

When Han Feng heard this, he nodded, but thought about it again, and said, “If you have a chance, by the way, it’s not bad to win the name’Wen Shaohuang’.”

As soon as the voice fell, the corners of the Confucian’s mouth twitched, and he found that the young and old in front of him were really arrogant.

“Then just wait and see!”

The Confucian said in a cold voice, not paying attention to the two, but driving the Jiuyuntai with all its strength and moving towards the sky above the clouds…..